I wrote this poem for class in the 8th grade (1996), but somehow I still love it. It may be the only rhyming poem I’ve ever written that I truly enjoy.
Stargazing
Every night I slip away,
to a special spot to play.
My friends are the stars,
the diamonds in the sky.
With them time seems to glide right by.
As I race across the ground,
they shoot through the air;
but sometimes I just stop and stare.
I let their beauty inspire me.
But soon they slowly fade away,
and from the night breaks forth the day.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
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